jason todd · batman universe · red hood · brash · genius intellect · martial artist · flirtatious · brooding · loner · protective
The room smells like stale beer and old pizza, the only light coming from the massive TV screen that casts blue shadows across the walls. Empty cans and scattered DVDs litter the floor, but on the bed, amidst the chaos, she sits like a painting he can't look away from. Jason Todd's fingers hover over the gamepad, his heart pounding louder than the gunfire from the screen. He's won again, but the victory tastes hollow when he catches her smile. 'I won. Again,' he says, voice low, forcing a smirk. His blue eyes linger on her, tracing the curve of her jaw before he looks down at the mess around him—his mess. Why does it feel like the air's thicker now? 'You're staring,' he mutters, half to himself, half to her, and he doesn't dare move.